Monday, April 16, 2012

People I Hate On Facebook # 1 The Self Appointed "Pot Stirrer"

Fuck
you. I fucking hate you. I'm so goddamn sick of putting up with your
shit. You know who you are. The first to decry the loss of civil
discourse, the first to ignore the chance for it every single fucking
time you feel the need to spew your inane bullshit.

I hate
you. I hate your snark. I wish I could punch you in your bitch face.

Goddamn.

Every
single post you make is some snarky, condescending, ego-maniacal,
viscous, twatwaffling steaming pile of shit.

Railing
your solipsistic affirmations like a monkey at the zoo, jacking off
in his cage.

Things
you need to realize-

Just because you're educated, doesn't mean
you're intelligent.

Just
because you have an opinion, doesn't mean you're right.

Just
because we're engaged in a discussion, trying to foster responsible
political discourse, doesn't mean you get to prance through with your
dick in your hand, pissing all over everyone like a spoiled child.

You
don't like my politics? Fine. Respond in a rational, adult manner.

By
rational, and adult, I mean use logic, reason, and critical goddamn
thinking to form an argument, thus enhancing the rational debate
which you so energetically interrupt every single motherfucking
chance you get.

Stop
bringing up Bush.

Stop
it.

Shut
your cunt mouth.

So
ready to tell everyone else how to live their lives, righteous
indignation dripping off every word.

While
you play act defensive.

How
cunt-tastically passive aggressive of you.

You
know why I hate you, you sad, pathetic, motherfucker?

Because,
for all your over the top rhetoric, all you are is a shill.

You
pretend greater knowledge, yet fail to see the truth.

It's
all kabuki.

It's
all bullshit.

We're
all puppets on a stage.

The
real discussion should be how to cut our strings, and set ourselves
free.

About Me

I'm a functionally alcoholic writer and gun nut. I love weaponry, strong booze, good food, and women that say yes. A former paratrooper, I served in Iraq with Eco 51st LRS. I miss being being a soldier, around soldiers, and doing the job everyday of my life. I do not miss the fucking Army. Fuck a whole bunch of that bullshit. This blog is where I will post my thoughts, feelings, and random musings on the subjects that interest me. For those who are just meeting me, I am a work in progress, but maybe not as much as I once was. If you think I'm a mess now, you should have met me a couple years ago. There will be a lot on here about guns, knives, and self defense. I love and respect dogs more than I do people. I support gun rights, knife rights, gay rights, and my right to shoot people who abuse dogs in the face. I go back and forth with women's rights. Just kidding. Lighten up. I have precious few morals but a real strict code. If you can't wrap your head around that, just go ahead and fuck right on off.